[His free hand comes up to rest by her waist, fingers gently gripping. He could tear her to pieces like this. Annie has tears in her eyes, and grief in her voice. It's such a unique grief, he thinks. No one knows them like themselves, frozen here in this moment.
[One day, he'll build her a memory, a reality, a goodbye - he'll say he's sorry too, and he'll mean it, and he'll kiss her, and hold her until he has to let go.
[Will she ever be able to forgive him?]
Kiss me...[It's a breath of a whisper - quiet, careful, wanting.] Just kiss me...
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Don't be. [The voice of a dead man.
[It all went exactly as it needed to.
[His free hand comes up to rest by her waist, fingers gently gripping. He could tear her to pieces like this. Annie has tears in her eyes, and grief in her voice. It's such a unique grief, he thinks. No one knows them like themselves, frozen here in this moment.
[One day, he'll build her a memory, a reality, a goodbye - he'll say he's sorry too, and he'll mean it, and he'll kiss her, and hold her until he has to let go.
[Will she ever be able to forgive him?]
Kiss me...[It's a breath of a whisper - quiet, careful, wanting.] Just kiss me...